When they saw Talos, the green-skinned, pointed-eared alien, shifting forms before their eyes, the representatives of every nation immediately understood the gravity of the situation.
A few dozen people might not sound like much. They could only replace a few dozen people on Earth, while the world had billions.
But the key was that there were plenty of people in this world whose words could affect the lives of hundreds of millions, and there definitely were not dozens of them.
Even if they did not directly replace those key figures, replacing the key figures' important subordinates would have just as enormous an impact.
And then there were the important subordinates' important subordinates, and their important subordinates' important subordinates... In short, it was a nesting-doll process. Society was a precise structure. Without the advantage of foresight, the Skrulls could replace any cog within it, gradually become the most important one, and easily overturn society.
Fortunately, the enemies of those key figures were now sitting together—at the very least, they would not misjudge one another.
"...Then I have a question. How can we be sure that none of the people here are the aliens you mentioned?" a bald representative asked.
That was indeed a problem, but it was also something Harry had been verifying from the very beginning:
Through Psychic Vision, when they discussed the aliens and witnessed Talos transform, everyone had been genuinely shocked. They were not acting. For now, it appeared that the Skrulls had not infiltrated this far.
Aside from emotional perception, Black Water could strip DNA from humans. Skrulls could replicate DNA as well, but under the bite of this biological weapon, the disguised DNA would collapse directly instead of being absorbed.
Harry still did not understand the mechanism behind it—he was not Mister Fantastic Reed, capable of